#3 Rish meets Rish

I know a six-year-old shouldn't speak long sentences, let alone a paragraph, but MayRa's child has a high IQ, sorry, joking! I just took some writer's liberty, sorry for that.

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"Dadda, who is he?" A six-year-old Risha pointed at 21-year-old Rishi's picture on Rudra's study's wall.

"That" he picked her in his arms, "Is your chachu, Rishi,"

Risha wrinkled her nose making him raise his eyebrows at her.

"Any problem?"

"He took my name?" She poured sadly and rested her head on his shoulder.

He walked up to her nursery and laid her in the cot.

"No Shonamoni*, we have given you his name," He kissed her forehead.

"But why?" She sat up and frowned what he liked to call "Maya" frown at him.

"Because your Rishi chachu is very naughty, he went to God without telling us and I miss him very much,"

"Why did he go? Did you say no when he asked you for chocolate? I saw on the TV the other day, a baby went away from her Mumma when she refused to take her to dance class,"**

Rudra looked at her, stumped. He couldn't think of an answer for a few seconds.

"No baby, I would never say no to Rishi, he was my baby, but maybe God wanted him, to look after you from the skies,"

"So if he is with God, can he hear my prayers?" Risha's eyes twinkled.

"Maybe, but your Rishi chachu is very naughty, he will plug in his earphones and pretend he didn't hear,"

Risha huffed.

"But Mamu says that I am his niece princess and uncle minister should listen to his princess,"

"Your Mamu is right. Now you play with your Plushy Bear, while I get hot chocolate for you, how does that sound before you go to bed?"

"Two spoons of Bournvita?"

"Exact two spoons," he ran her finger over the length of her nose making her giggle.

Rudra stirred the hot chocolate as he climbed the staircase. He lost his brother to a car accident just weeks before Maya's delivery.

Initially, they had decided to name their child Mayra/Ayu but after the delivery, Maya surprised him and her family by naming their daughter, Risha, after Rishi, meaning 'noble' and he was thankful to his wife, because Risha, though splitting image of her mother and traits that matched his own, reminded him of his brother almost every day.

Rudra almost panicked when he didn't find his daughter on her cot, but then calmed down seeing the plush toy missing too. He walked the length of the corridor, opening the door of every room, until the last one, his study. He peeked in to see his daughter stand on a chair, to reach eye level with Rishi's picture.

"Hello chachu, sorry I didn't meet you earlier, but I am here now. How have you been? Do you miss Dadda? Dadda misses you a lot and maybe so does Mumma. Dadda says that you are with God, so can you ask him if you can come back home? I promise I will share my chocolates and Plushy Bear with you," she turned to look at her father who was leaning on the door frame, tears in his eyes.

"See, he still cries when he misses you, also, can you ask God to give me a small sister?" She kissed the picture and jumped from the chair, took the cup from her father's hand and walked to her mother who was calling out to her, carefully as to not spill the drink on herself.

Rudra stared at his brother's picture for quite a few seconds, before Maya called out to him.

"Coming," he said and switched off the lights of the room, closed the door and left.

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*Shonamoni-Bengali word for 'sweetheart'.

** A scene from Yeh meri family(TVF), sorry for the spoilers

Sorry for killing Rishi, but I think it would have super weird for both to share the name if he was alive.

Also, M'AY'a-R'U'dra

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